I can officially be excited. The military has made a decision and passed down the final word and I am free to do my happy dance. We have received the DATE AND TIME we can meet our soldiers. They will be taking a bus to meet us at their drill hall. The small town will be packed with people to welcome home our 60 or so soldiers.
I am so grateful that I haven't lost the ability to be this excited and happy! I was really starting to doubt myself, but the second I read the email my heart leaped. My heart hasn't stopped racing for the last hour. He is coming home. Finally.
So much to do! Finish cleaning the house. Finish lesson plans and preparations for a substitute teacher for 2 days. Watch 1 or 2 chick flicks that I know my husband won't watch- I have to do it while I can! Clean all the stuff out of my car so my husband and his army duffel can fit in it. Act normal and stick to the schedule so I don't freak out and overwhelm my daughter. Get the welcome home outfits (hers and mine) ready. One of us will be wearing a yellow tu-tu. And because my style is nothing even close to Carrie Bradshaw, it will not be me. Stop having anxiety dreams about being late and forgetting the tu-tu. Oh, and sleep. Sleep? When will there be time for that?
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